Zhang Yu watched the previous video again. She had only skimd the list before without paying much attention.
Now, she looked at each one carefully. The people she had once helped, though not likely to et again, left her feeling warm.
Zhang Yu: Is this what they call good karma?
System: Of course.
Zhang Yu wiped away a tear: I won’t say you’re a scamr anymore.
After watching it a few more tis, Zhang Yu said: Alright, I’m ready to take on a new task.
The System was quite surprised: You’re not going to rest?
Previously, after each task, regardless of how it went or how much money was spent, Zhang Yu would always take a good rest. But this ti, it seed like Zhang Yu hadn’t rested at all; she stood the entire ti.
Not only did she not lie down, she hadn’t even sat down. The System was puzzled. Was it the boost in points that made Zhang Yu not need to rest?
Zhang Yu: I don’t need rest, the surge in points has made confident, as if I’ve been pumped with adrenaline.
Zhang Yu: This ti, I’ve already spent ninety thousand points. I can’t linger, or I’ll really worry about spending even more money.
The dog system earlier showed so good things from the System Mall as ads several tis, like a so-called better adjustable bed that costs a whopping two hundred thousand points! They claim it can erase the traces left by past tasks for faster and better adjustnt, with no side effects.
Just the sight of it was enough to make anyone’s heart flutter. Zhang Yu really worried that if she kept looking, she might impulsively click to buy it.
Forget it, I won’t think about it. Better to do tasks earlier now, she needs to stay calm and can’t keep frivolously spending money.
The System initially thought that the newly rich Zhang Yu would go on a shopping spree, so when broadcasting, it showed the most tempting things as ads.
It clearly saw that Zhang Yu was quite tempted, yet she was reluctant to spend the money. Alas, there’s no helping it; she’s just that stingy.
The System truly regretted not quoting a higher price from the beginning.
Zhang Yu: System, do you regret not asking for a higher price before?
Zhang Yu: I really want to know, you’re so generous in giving so many points. With the system’s nature of not leaving a di on the table, isn’t there a higher cut?
Otherwise, why would a stingy system like you give her so many points?
Ah, Zhang Yu’s words left the System stunned. How did this happen? The manual didn’t ntion it, or perhaps no one had ever reached the needed conditions before for activating a bonus compensation task since the requirents were too high for most to et.
Not even this unknown-level branch system was aware, based on rumors, not even the Main System rembered until there was substantial inco, and the Main System only realized it then.
With inco naturally cos a share for the involved party, including the auxiliary system, which also got a bunch of points. It was delighted.
Yet Zhang Yu figured it out. The System felt things were getting tricky, worrying that what Zhang Yu would say next would yield an unacceptable result.
The System delayed its response, and Zhang Yu realized she had guessed it: System, you really are stingy. Even when you’ve earned quite a few points, you still have the nerve to charge ninety thousand points.
Zhang Yu: I’m not even arguing about how much share I should get, but you still have the cheek to take more money.
Zhang Yu: Now I understand why you deduct points so fast, you’re worried I’d request freebies.
System snickered: Don’t worry, I know I didn’t handle that very well. In ti, I’ll surely give you a big surprise.
Wait for later? Zhang Yu laughed: Wait for later, you’re just pulling my leg.
Forget it, no matter how much I argue with the System, nothing changes. The money’s already been charged; expecting the System to return points would be naive.
"I’m leaving. Next ti you trick —forget it, if you trick , I won’t even know. Since you have money now, I won’t spend any on the upcoming tasks."
Throwing these words over her shoulder, Zhang Yu waved goodbye and left.
The System knew Zhang Yu must think it’s only joking. It wanted to say it truly wasn’t jesting; when the ti cos, it really will give Zhang Yu a big surprise.
Why not now? That’s because the ti isn’t right.
Why not tell the truth now? Because saying it would be akin to revealing heavenly secrets.
But it knew, when that ti cos, Zhang Yu will certainly be happy and will thank it.
Zhang Yu opened her eyes, gazing at the moon outside, then slowly got up and checked the ti, arriving at the Millennium era.
An era without smartphones, where the internet was still dial-up, yet it was a ti when you could at least eat and dress warmly, which was acceptable.
But why is she now a first-year high school student? A first-year high school student! Zhang Yu felt dizzy.
Being in first year ans two more years of high school await her to complete. Particularly the third year, irrespective of how many tis she’s been through high school, and how many tis she’s taken the college entrance exam.
As soone who’s gone through it NNNN tis, Zhang Yu can only say that high school life is extraordinarily tough, especially the third year with an imnse amount of pressure.
She’s already taken enough entrance exams, so why must she face it again?
Is it because her exam results are good, which is why the client would choose her? (System: Correct, but there’s no reward, and next ti with a similar client, you’ll be recomnded again.)
Zhang Yu mumbled a bit, having already accepted the task, what else could she do. After all, in this system, it’s the client who chooses the task-taker, and as a Task Taker, they only have the options of accepting tasks or resting.
As for checking and choosing tasks, that’s absolutely not given. Sotis Zhang Yu feels it’s unfair, but then she thinks, as long as it’s making them money, there seems to be no room for complaint.
Forget it, now that she’s in the first year, it must be ti to choose between humanities and sciences, not knowing if it’s already chosen, nor whether the client’s preferences lean on one side.
Of course, for Zhang Yu, whether it’s humanities or science, there’s no pressure, but she tries to match as closely as possible to her original self.
Otherwise, to smoothly integrate, she must make every effort, like gradually improving her grades, making huge leaps forward, becoming a symbol of transformation in teachers’ mouths.
Indeed, teachers and parents would be pleased to see her progress, and teachers might bring up her story of turning around academically for many years, likely becoming a focus for so to aim darts at.
Don’t ask how she’d know, the reason’s simple, if she were a poor student, constantly hearing teachers and parents nagging, she’d definitely think this way.
The good news is, she’s now in a humanities and sciences class, the bad news is, the client’s logical thinking isn’t great, decidedly favoring humanities, excelling in writing, which Zhang Yu felt was a perfect backup for a writer.
But she plans to choose science, the reason being her childhood friends all chose science.
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